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Hello there, I'm James and this world has ruined me for the better. I'm currently obsessed with Assassin's creed,Supernatural, writing, Misha Collins, and Jensen Ackles. Enjoy.

Rest, prepare, cry in the corner, do whatever it is you do before a mission, only make sure you do it quietly - Malik


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minxiekitten:

raubbenhood:

Disneyworld needs to make a rollercoaster based off of the ride Yzma and Kronk take to the lair. When the ride starts, Yzma’s voice yells “pull the lever, Kronk!” and the ride starts to move backwards so she yells “wrong lever!” and it shoots you forward.

WHY IS THIS NOT HAPPENING?!




goliosi:

please if you love drawing and want to get better draw every day. no matter how ‘bad’ it is keep going. just keep drawing.






jariksolo:

I thought you were more than just a shield.
Let’s see.


breathofbrine:

parkingintopeter:

do you want to hear a joke

the north american education system

*sobs onto a five paragraph essay that was practically pre-dictated by the teacher and resembles every essay I’ve written for ten years*




contraception:

a support group for people who started saying YAAAAAAS ironically and now can’t stop






beneviolentskytreader:

"Creation"

working on a piece to go with this




ceasepool:

supersharpshooter1995:

my brother just came into my room so excited to show me these photos of a pigeon he met

nice


Tagged as: life goals,



alpacamazing:

school pisses me off so much are you actually gonna evaluate my level of intelligence based off my ability to find the area of a fucking triangle oh my god







zauru:

end family guy and sacrifice it to restore futurama






gyzym:

hill-hill-hill:

Thank you, Sam.

( Seriously, I want a Cap belly warmer. )

SCREAMING. PLEASE.

Steve shows up to an Avengers meeting in August wearing a red white and blue scarf that hangs down nearly to his knees, with little pieces of yarn sticking out anywhere there’s a color change. When Tony stares, Steve shrugs. “Bucky hasn’t figured out how to weave in ends yet,” he says, toying with one of the errant pieces. “Pretty good though, right?” 

Tony says nothing. Tony’s not sure there’s anything to say, except, maybe, that knitting needles sound pretty fucking dangerous in the hands of the Winter Soldier. 

In September, Natasha pulls her tablet out of a black knit pouch with red edging; in October, Sam’s wearing a pair of thick grey fingerless gloves, little black wings adorning the tops. Clint comes home one day November wearing deep purple arm warmers, and a few days later Bruce walks by wearing the exact same ones in green. By December, Thor’s storing Mjolnir in a little silver knitted sack, and when Steve and Bucky show up for the Christmas party in matching handmade sweaters, holding hands and generally looking much more like something out of an adorable Hallmark commercial than Tony would’ve guessed upon meeting Barnes six months ago, he has to admit it: he’s hurt. 

"I am not hurt," he hisses at Pepper, when she finds him sulking. "I am — confused. And! Cold! If Barnes is going to knit things for the entire team then, I mean, whatever, I don’t care. I’m just saying, it’s not exactly fair, is it? Everyone getting something and me—” 

"Tony," Pepper interrupts, giving him her gentlest exasperated eyeroll, "Bucky left something for us in the foyer." 

It’s a blanket, as it turns out, red and gold striped. Pepper wraps around her shoulders immediately and refuses to give it back, even when Tony tugs her into a kiss and tries to use the distraction to steal it off her. It looks awesome, though, and it feels pretty damn comfortable for the, like, eight seconds Tony gets his hands on it before Pepper sails away, still wearing it around her shoulders. Huh.

Tony sidles up to Steve at the next Avengers meeting. “Hey,” Tony says, “you were right: your boy’s pretty good with a needle. You think he could make a hat that says ‘War Machine Rox,’ spelled with an X? I need a good birthday present for Rhodey.”

Steve beams at him. 



daddywhorebucks:

lady—hulk:

It just keeps…… getting. …. better



cherabby:

"Man humans are lame why don’t we have like wings/horns/etc"

Humans can’t even handle having different skin colors how well do you really think that would go




writersprocrastinate:

Hi, I’m a writer. My hobbies include not writing.